By: Shelbi henny
Hey you
I’ve read poems forced
In your name
Titles of beautiful
Melodies syncing
In oils of perplexity
Photos of magical
Captured in speechless
Dignity
Movies of scenes that
Moved in tortured
Blissful passion
A holiday ringing in
Cards, flowers, and candy
Yet as I prayed for you
I’ve been given betrayal
I’ve been stripped of
Opposites
I’ve been filled with disaster
Laying in tears
Reminded yet again
I’m not the one
You understand
And though I would die
To be chosen
You are something I’ve
Never had
shelbi confessions 
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